Old man, what are you grieving over on ocean's shore?
Your dismal glance what seeks in perky waters?
What needs your heart that cries the tears of blood
When real tears have dried up?
Why shakes the hand that brushes off a tear from wrinkled skin,
Perhaps, its strength is wasted on the wiping effort of years past.
Remember, old man, many years ago this very beach
We pounded each day with our feet that run as fast as wind
T'wards long and sweet embrace!
We gave a solemn oath to stay together,
Where our feet were caressed by the waves,
But squalls of life were tearing us apart.
And, after wounds were healed, we'd start to seek
Each other once again across the ocean waves.
Oh, how my soul was yearning for the beach
Where seagulls soared above the mighty sea,
And where you were waiting just for me!
On foggy day of our distant youth
A wooden boat sailed the river Life,
And I went running, stumbling and falling,
With bleeding hands and knees to meet my dream.
But fog was blown away and apparition vanished,
The boat was empty and the dream was gone.
But wait, the boat was far from empty!
It brought me many years of Solitude
And pain to last me to my dying day.
Our rendez-vous beneath the stars
Did not take place and my sweet dream
In which you loved me never did come true .
My soul was never to return again
From distant land where dreams reside.
It lost its way among the twinkling stars
In nooks and crannies of the Universe
In search of you, my love.
My heart cries over a delightful dream
That never did come true .
I wish I could discover
The path that leads to my dreamland
Where I could stay forever in your arms!
Don't grieve, old man, for you are not alone.
In distant land where ice and snow rules
And flowers would seldom grace the soil,
For you I waited by the frozen stream
And so sweet was my enchanted dream.
These arms of yours that now hang fatigued
Were strong and wiry and they held me close
To your big heart, which like a bell was tolling
For our love amongst the calm of night.
At dawn I kissed your tender loving eyes,
And in the rain I missed your sweet embrace.
When snow came I grieved for years past
That by your very absence were disgraced.
Don’t cry, old man, wipe off the bitter tears:
I shed enough for both of us for years.
And don’t regret not seeing your reflection
In my adoring eyes, and that my caring hand
Remained untouched by yours.
Alas, the life has passed and we will slip to yonder
Like withered flowers get absorbed by Earth.
Don’t cry, old man, don’t aggravate my pain,
For all I want now is a quiet ascention
To blissful garden hidden by the rain
Where Almighty will accept his daughter
Who was unloved on this blessed Earth,
And who was sentenced to life’s ruthless slaughter.
You cry, old man, it seems that earthly fortune
Had little mercy on your wretched soul,
And now you are alone, forgotten
Bemoan your fate and long for my return.
In vain, old man, I walked the Earth
In search for you too long
Until with solitude I wed
By twist of fate and paid my debt
To you in full.
Old man, where that distant shore,
Where ocean roars, where you cry
For me, I found you not ?!!!
So here we are, both shedding bitter tears
For dreams that didn’t come true ,
We failed, both me and you
To find the love we sought
You by the ocean,
I – by the frozen stream…
By Liana Margiva
Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov